As with all Creedance threads, here's your warning that there maybe mature words and or subject matter so consider yourself warned.

Snowfall lay thick on the ground and the air was frozen at the peak of some of the coldest weather experienced in the region. The night sky glimmered, the sapphire blue curtains only broken by the glowing stars and the orb that hung above. The pale moonlight washed over the snow, illuminating the ground and making travel through the froth a touch easier. Alabaster form worked its way through the twisted and thick forestation that grew near the water-falls known as ?Sunset Falls?. Thick fur was coated with snow, icicles forming at the ends of his muzzle and tail. Two-toned eyes illuminated by the moon, stared into the forest, examining everything that he passed with a seemingly bored stare.

Creedance drew toward the falls, and found the place where the water had rushed, frozen in a cascading form. It was almost breath-taking, almost. His mind flowed seamlessly as he slowed near the falls. As he drew closer he could see that the place where the water pooled wasn?t frozen, and he stepped towards the bank and lowered his massive head towards the pool. Taking a long deep drink he reveled in the icy pure taste. Nothing compared to the taste of icy winter water, it tasted carnal and alive. It seared down his warm throat, causing his nostrils to flare.

Thirst satisfied, the brute turned, nosing around the crevices looking for a sheltered one that could fit his size. A cold breeze stirred, carrying with it the scent of another and he turned on the precipice that he stood on, taking a deep breath as his amber and blue eyes cut through the night looking for this other creature. A low growl emitted from his vocals, a savage sound as he mentally dared the fool to step forward and meet satan incarnate himself.

The Winter season had finally set in, and now I hit the ripe old age of eight... What a wonderful life time it has been for me. I mean hell, my life was a soap opera. But needless to say, I was still a little to stubborn to die. I was not ready... we are not ready. That twisted awful grin marked my features, giving me a more demonic look then anything. I was on a search, yes I was.. For the one, sorry son of a bitch that mounted my lovely little daughter.. Sure I may have wanted her dead, but I would prefer to ruin her life myself. Didn't need anyone else to fuck that up.. And sure, she may not know I existed. As a matter of fact, I took off when she was just a little pup, still nursing come to think of it. Every attempt I had made to end her life was rudely interrupted by my significant other. I suppose he lacked the same sense of humor as I did. I can smell him love. Can you? No.. not yet.. I smell nothing.

I continued to trudge through the mushy white shit beneath me, looking for a trail.. Trying to pick up on a scent that disgusted me. That disgusted us. We didn't know for sure if he did mount Xenios, but his musky aroma was thickly mixed with her own sweet perfume.. I could smell it while I lingered in the depths of the shadows, watching her. It's getting stronger my love. I immediately came to a hault lifting my snout towards the heavans. Inhaling the frigid air deeply, as if it were to by my last breath. Rage and fury consumed me. But I wouldn't tear him up just yet, oh no. We had to have a little fun. I could hear the demon inside my head laughing. His laughter was so sinister, so twisted that it caused both excitement and fear to course through my veins. Sending a shiver right down my spine.

I was getting closer, I could feel it. And unlike other times this time I didn't try to mask my own perfume.. No, as a matter of fact this time I wanted this other to know I was coming. Now see, I'm going into this blind folded.. I knew nothing of this other wolf accept for obviously male. I new nothing else. I know he knows I'm hear, I could hear him, I could hear his blood curdling growl, that would make others turn and retreat.. But not us, you see we aren't really the most sane, and so normal common sense passed us over. Instead I met his growl with my own, just as demonic. My own twisted petite form unravling from the shadows. I was not a pretty little fluffy thing. As a matter of fact my own coat was a Ivory shade. It used to be white. I was missing a ear and blinded in one eye. I lacked any sort of meat and so my entire frame was basically just a skeletal figure with tattered and torn fur stretched over it. Hip bones jutted out the sides, as well as my rib cage. My spinal cord hunched over a bit more then usual stick up over my back. A sickly sight indeed. And then my attention was diverted from him, to the black shadows coming along behind his white form. That shadowy figure that only I can see, that only I can here. His bright red eyes shining so bright.

Come on love. What are you waiting for. Take a taste. I watched the black figure make its way around the alabaster one. Looking him up and down. He sure does look tasty. I could feel my jowls water, my attention snapping back to the brute, who was most certainly larger and bulkier then I. I took two steps forward, that toothy grin/snarl never living my lips. As I watch him. A word never once leaving my mouth.

Snow lay thickly on the frozen earth, muffling his footsteps. He stepped forward his two toned eyes scanning the forest looking for the creature that dared to interrupt him. Rightly he could not see anyone yet, so, with an annoyed snarl turned on his haunches and paced down the ridge, his legs eating up the land. Hackles raised, he sniffed the air carefully, wary of any creature who dare not show themselves, having learned the hard way that sometimes the most dangerous enemies were the ones that preferred to remain anonymous. Scent revealed that his ?friend? was female, and a chuckle escaped his jaws.

Lazily he flopped down next to the water, curling his tail around his alabaster form, and opened his jaws to speak. Words oozed from his jaws, sultry and smooth. ?Going to show yourself anytime soon, baby?? A smirk settled itself upon his jaws, eye flickering around lazily. Creedance was no one?s fool, he knew a female could be just as dangerous as a male, however he quite liked his chances when it came to calming a female down. Seduction was always a good bet, unless she was bitchy and decided to attempt to rip his balls from his body. That? didn?t work so well. Gazing again around the area, he waited, willing her to show herself finally.

ooc; apologies for crap post, post is crap.